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And they would go and kiss dead Cæfar's wounds,
And dip their napkins in his facred blood;
Yea, beg a hair of him for memory,
And dying, mention it within their wills,
Bequeathing it, as a rich legacy,
Unto their issue.

4 Pleb. We'll hear the will; read it, Mark Antony.
All. The will, the will; we will hear Cæsar's will.,

Ant. Have patience, gentle friends : I must not read it; It is not meet you know how Cæfar lov'd you, You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And being men, hearing the will of Cæfar, It will enflame you, it will enake you 'Tis good you know not that you are his heirs; For if you should-O what would come of it?

4 Pleb. Read the will; we 'll hear it, Antony; you thall read us the will, Cæsar's will.

Ant. Will you be patient? will you stay a while
I have o'ershot myself to tell you of it.
I fear, I wrong the honourable men,
Whose daggers have stabb'd Cafar; I do fear it.

4 Pleb. They were traitors-Honourable men?
All. The will!, the testament !

2 Pleb. They were villains, murderers :- The will ! read the will! Ant. You will compel me then to read the will?

Edi79 1 Then make a ring about the corps of Cæfar, And let me shew you him that made the will.

Careids Nay, for Yu, as in needia, tion before.

T.W. J. and. C. Te will for will.


Shall I descend? And will you give me leave ?

All. Come down
2 Pleb. Descend.
3 Pleb. You shall have leave.

[f He comes down from the pulpit. 4 Pleb. A ring-Stand round. i Pleb. Stand from the hearse, stand from the body. 2 Pleb. Room for Antony, most noble Antony. 'Ant. Nay; press not so upon me; stand far off. Ali. Stand back-room-bear back.

Ant. If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
You all do know this mantle : I remember
The first time ever Cæfar put it on,
'Twas on a summer's evening, in his tent,
That day he overcame the Nervi-
Look in this place ran & Cafius' dagger through
See what a rent the envious Casca made-
Through this the well-beloved Brutus ftabb’d,
And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Cæfar follow'd it,
As rushing out of doors, to be resolv'd
If Brutus so unkindly knock’d, or no.
For Brutus, as you know, was Cæsar's angel :
Judge, O you gods, how dearly Cæsar lov'd him!
This was the most unkindeft cut of all:
For when the noble Cafar saw him ftab,
Ingratitude, more ftrong than traitors' arms,

I No direction in fo's.

'h P. alters thus, Tbis, ibis was the 8 Ths fourth f, and R. Caffiris's for unkindefi, &c. followed by T. H. and Caffius,


Qaite vanquish'd him: then burst his mighty heart;
And in his mantle muffling up his face,
i Even at the base of Pompey's statue,
Which all the while ran blood, great Cæfar fell.
O what a fall was there, my countrymen !
Then I, and you, and all of us fell down,
Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us.
O, now you weep, and I perceive, you feel
The dint of pity: these are gracious drops.
Kind souls ! what, weep you, when you but behold
Our Cæfar’s vesture wounded? Look here
Here is himself, marr'd, as you see, with traitors,

i Pleb. O piteous spectacle ! 2 Pleb. O noble Cæfar ! 3 Pleb O woeful day! 4 Pleb. O traitors, villains ! i Pleb. O most bloody fight! 2 Pleb. 'We will be reveng'd: Revenge ! About - seek - burn-fires-kill-llay-Let not a traitor live! Ant. Stay, countrymen. Pleb. Peace there, hear the noble Antony. 2 Pleb. We 'll hear him, we 'll follow him, we 'll dye

with him, Ant. Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up To such a sudden flood of nutiny.

* H. reads,

Which all the wbile ran bicod, grtar exEven et obe base of Pompey's falue wbich

far fell, dil ibe wbile ran with blood, great Cæ- "Even at ibe base of Pompey's ßatue. far fell.

* P, T, H. W. and y. by for wib. W. (transporing the lines) reads, 1 c. We'll for We will.

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They that have done this deed are honourable;
What private griefs they have, alas, I know not,
That made them do it; they are wife and honourable ;
And will, no doubt, with reasons answer

I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts;
I am no orator, as Brutus is;
But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man,
That love my friend; and that they know full well;
That "gave me public leave to speak of him,
For I have neither wit, nor words, tiot worth,
A&ion, nor utterance, nor the power

of fpeech,
To stir inen's blood : I only speak right on.
I tell you that, which you yourselves do know,
Shew you fweet Cæfar's wounds, poor, poor, o dumb mouth,
And bid them speak for me : But were I Brutus,
And Brutus Antony, there were an Antony
Would ruffle up your spirits, and put a tongue
In every wound of Cæjar, that should more
The ftones of Rome to rise and mutiny.

All. We 'll mutiny:
1 Pleb. We'll burn the house of Brutus.
3 Pleb. Away then, coine, feck tive conspirators.
Ant. Yet hear me, countrymen, yet hear me fpeak.
All. Peace, ho! hear Antony, most noble Antony.

W. reads reason for reasons. • The two fir& fo's and Ri's oduri * So the fish f. and C; the teft, give dem for domó. for gave.


Ant. Why, friends, you go to do you know not what: Wherein hath Cæfar thus defervid yout lores? Alas, you know not; I must tell you then : You have forgot the will I told you of.

All. Moft true the will !--- let's stay and hear the will.

Ant. Here is tlie will, and under Cafar's feal. То

every Roman citizen. he gives;
To every several man; seventy five drachmas.

2 Pleb. Moft noble Cæfar!-We 'll revenge his death
3 Pleb. Ò royal Cafar !
Ant. Hear me with patiences
All. Peace; ho !

Ant. Morcover, he hath left you all his walks,
His private afbours, and new-planted orchards,
On that fide Tiber; he hath left therh you,
And to your heirs for ever; common pleasures,
To walk abroad, and recrcate yourselves.
Here was a Cæfar! When comes such another?

1 Pleb. Never, nerer Come, away, away! We'll burn his body in the holy place,


All the editions Before T. read this day out wide, on a line with mount for that; fo C. T. gives the following Faniculum. Our authos therefore cer

tainly wrote; The feene is here in the Forum near On ebat fide Tiber; the capicol, and in the most frequented And Plutarcb, whom Shakespeare very part of the city; but Cefar's gardens diligently Audied, in the life of Murcus were very remote from that quarter, Brutus, fpeaking of Caefar's will, exe Trans Tiberim longè cubær is, prope Cæ- predly says, that he left to the publie faris hortos ;

his gardens, and walks, beyond the Tie says Horace. And both the Naumatbia ber. T. and gardens of Cafer were separated . C. reads, Conte, come audy: bec. from the main city by the river; and

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